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frequentemente eu penso da cidade bonita
receoso não mais, eu digo
e ainda andaram sobre
mundo que muda sob minha mão
eu faço minha saia, mas ninguém sabe
quando eu for para trás ligar à terra
temos nós nenhum shame?
têm você não ouvido
não seja falso
carrinho aqui por meu lado
o mistério o mais escuro, o mais estranho
ainda treze anos

 



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